Maloney was indeed terrible at keeping secrets.
Bryson waited anxiously for a response, but as the silence stretched on, he couldn’t resist sending
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“Are you really so mad that you won’t even fly back with me? That’s a bit harsh, don’t you think?”
He deftly redirected the conversation, tossing the question back to Hannah.
Hannah’s reply came swiftly, her expression icy as she tapped out a message before tossing her phone aside, burying her face in the soft pillow, determined to ignore any further communication.
“Yes, yes, I guess I’m just that petty!”
On the other end, Bryson couldn’t help but grin at Hannah’s response, but his smile faded quickly, and he didn’t bother replying.
Later that day, thoughts of Bowen’s cautionary words lingered in Bryson’s mind.
Bowen had been there, witnessing everything he had been up to lately.
And when Bryson had mentioned his plans to head home, Bowen had only offered a cryptic warning.
“Sometimes ignorance is bliss. Getting too fixated on outcomes only brings misery to everyone involved.”
Bryson glanced down at the photos on his phone. The more Bowen’s advice kept replaying in his mind, the more he found himself entertaining the possibility that Maryam might have been onto something.
He needed answers about his past; about his birth and the tangled web connecting his mother and Wallace.
On the day Hannah was scheduled to fly out, Wallace was conspicuously absent. Instead, it was Keith, Trent, and Dotson who saw her off to the airport.
Coincidentally, Maloney and Bryson were waiting outside when they arrived.
“Hannah, take care on your journey. Let us know once you’ve reached home safely,” Trent said solemnly.
Hannah nodded gratefully, dragging her suitcase toward the departure hall with Maloney and Bryson trailing behind.
Dotson followed silently, but Keith halted him with a firm hand. “You wait here. You can’t go inside.”
Hannah paused, shooting a questioning look at Dotson. “You should go with them.”
But Dotson calmly produced his passport and ticket. “Boss, I’m coming back with you.”
Hannah was taken aback.
When they glimpsed the flight details on Dotson’s phone, they were all stunned into silence.
“Hold on,” Hannah peered at the ticket in Dotson’s hand. “When did you arrange all this?”
“I knew you’d be heading home, so I took care of it in advance.”